Ze Tian Ji

Chapter 321 – There is a Rainbow Rising Over the Plains

With a smack, the dagger in Chen Changsheng’s hand accurately struck Nanke’s wrist. If Nanke’s previous finger had not been so wondrous, and caused the edge of the dagger to float like a catkin, even if in the short amount of time in which the dagger struck her wrist he could only go with the flow, he would still have been able to use the rotation of the wrist to slice off her wrist with the dagger.

Even if he could not do this, his seemingly thin dagger fell with an extremely powerful force, such that even a mature Demon General would not be able to turn a blind eye to. Yet Nanke’s expression did not change. Although the razor-sharp finger which seemed like a peacock’s plume had diverged from its original direction, it still continued forward unyieldingly, targeted precisely at his abdomen.

A thunderclap resounded above the high platform in front of the mausoleum. Chen Changsheng’s body turned into a stream of light as he flew backwards. With a muffled boom, he fell heavily against the stone doors of the mausoleum. Dust sprayed out from the cracks in the door and the ground, filling the air of the stone platform and causing the entire scene to become unclear.

Amidst the sound of his clothes scraping against the stone, Chen Changsheng slid down from the door onto the floor. His knees were a little bent and his face was pale. The blood which had rushed up his throat was forcefully swallowed back down. His sea of consciousness had suffered an intense shock, and he found it impossible to rid himself of the ensuing pain. Even more frightening was the spirit mountain upon which his Ethereal Palace rested was shedding countless small chunks of stone. Nanke’s seemingly casual attacks had almost injured him so severely to the point where it would be difficult for him to stand.

His slightly bent knees slowly turned straight. His rushing blood and true essence gradually calmed down. He stood up and stared into Nanke’s eyes, awaiting the the next attack.

Nanke did not immediately make her second attack, but instead, gazed at his left hand.

Chen Changsheng’s right hand held the dagger while his left hand held that Yellow Paper Umbrella. Ever since he had walked out of the mausoleum, the umbrella had been in his hand.

Previously, Nanke’s finger had not been able to pierce his abdomen, and instead, struck the surface of that umbrella.

Her eyebrows were very thin and somewhat faint, like those of a little girl’s. At this moment when she gazed at this umbrella, her eyebrows leapt up in what seemed like surprise. She had heard Hua Cui and Ning Qiu’s report on their battle with Chen Changsheng, so she knew that this human youth possessed an old umbrella. That umbrella seemed somewhat strange. Yet, only when her finger imbued with such terrifying power and killing intent was completely blocked by that umbrella, did she understand just how strange it was. However, the thing that had really caused her to be surprised was the fact that Chen Changsheng had not actually been knocked out, and that Chen Changsheng had actually managed to stand back up.

Even if he had the old umbrella which had defensive capabilities that surpassed her imagination to separate the two of them, the vast majority of her attack’s power had still inevitably fallen upon Chen Changsheng’s body. He was not Xu Yourong, nor was he that demi-human princess named Luoluo. He lacked innate talent, so even if he had undergone a perfect Purification, he logically still should not have been able to endure that attack. Just what did he possess which let him stand back up?

However, Nanke did not think too much about it. The occasional mishap was incapable of changing the general situation.

This vast mausoleum was hers to inherit, so Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng, this pair of adulterers, also had to die by her hand.

”Your Yeshi Step is wrong,” she told Chen Changsheng.

Behind her, in the plains, was the monster like an ocean and the shadow in the sky like the night.

As she said these words, she slightly raised her chin and carried an indifferent expression on her face. She was clearly much shorter than Chen Changsheng, yet she seemed to look down on him. She was clearly younger than Chen Changsheng, but her tone was like that of a teacher instructing her pupil. She was clearly just a petite and seemingly delicate little girl, but she seemed like the esteemed scholar of the generation.